4/20 EVENT

[Crummonster]

4/20 FOR LIFE?

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The streets were filled with a peaceful, extravagant sense of harmony and melancholy. Melancholy hill, are you here with me? The sense of friendship and everlasting fun filled the air, and the people gathered, some drinking, some partying, and some committing what would under normal circumstances be considered a crime. It was a party, a festival almost!

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[JAVIER SANTANA]

Javier smiled at the scene before him, his head light and fluffy. He left his blades at the hotel, a surprising and distinct move for him. Walking through the streets, he was encased with the joy of having laughter and happiness envelope his ears. How fun~ Javier eventually found a soft, wooden bench, and sat down on it, finishing a cigarette he had lit awhile back. As it reached its end, the bud was killed, and he tossed it to the side.

"Weeeeeeee." He yelled out, taking a stuffed teddy bear from a child and spinning it around. The child simply stared at him, confused as to why a man was acting in such a way. Standing up, he dropped his pants and revealed his masculine boxers with small daisies on them, and began spinning in circles, holding the teddy bear out before him and staring into its eyes with full laughter erupting from his mouth.

[Cross]

The world was so interesting. The land seemed almost alive with happiness - a happiness a pirate wasn't exposed to very often. Cross, being in the center wasn't sure if he was happy, or unhappy that he was subjected to the partying, gluttony, and otherwise usually disgusting actions of the people around him. However, today it was tolerable. He was ok with the drinking, and idiotic rambles of old men around him. The young women pressing against him, and offering their 'services'. They were all insane, clearly - and so was he, at least for the day.

"This is more fun then takin' a sword to a Navy installment." Cross said, to express his happiness, pushing a young woman off his arm, as he walked further into the streets - noticing a man in his underwear, however, ignoring him as hard as he could. Pulling his eye patch off, so he could see with both his eyes, he handed it to a small child, smiling, as he patted the child on the head, injecting his brain with thoughts of piracy, and freedom. Another child clearly polluted with thoughts that would lead to his death. All in all, a good day it was turning out to be.

[Captain Falcon]

Smoke some weed

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That 4/20 was Yoshio third favorite day - next to Christmas and birthdays – was a recognized fact amongst the ranks of Marines. Every year Yoshio chilled, partied, and copulated his way through the “event”. This year was not going to be any different he had stuffed his pipe with the stuff, wandering around the island of Moimoiro in a complete haze. Inhaling a bit of the smoke coming from his pipe, following up with a sip of Rum, his feet didn’t stagger, but his vision had a hard time holding on to one object, so the road Yoshio walked on, was more like a zigzag through the hordes of people out on the street this day. It was a good day.

Suddenly something caught his otherwise so volatile gaze. A person had taken the step from simply being stoned, to the level of being a complete genius. Just look at him! The guy was dancing, on the street, in his underwear, his underwear! Seeing that, Yoshio couldn’t help but join, he quickly gushed the intoxicating beverage in his left hand down his throat, blew a cloud of smoke out of his nostrils, and pranced towards the guy. As he reached the area around the dude - completely deserted in a 12 ft radius because of people fleeing from him – the clothes that were covering his tights – a fine pair of bright yellow tights – had been pushed to the side. The Marine Captain was quickly down on the ground, “breaking it down” as it is called.

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[JAVIER SANTANA]

Javier watched, continuing his dance, as a newcomer lost his pants and also began dancing. Nodding, Javier began dancing beside him, giving him a most peculiar look that could be described in only one way: THIS PICTURE. With this face upon his, he began moonwalking away from the newcomer, before beginning to do the lawnmower, the sprinkler, and then following that up with the shopping cart.

Spinning, he threw a hand into the air, and turned, leaping onto a box, and then backflipping off of it, then following that up with a series of breakdance moves. Javier could feel the tension rising in him, the need to DANCE until his hart was content.

[Jack D. Bane]

Jack was walking around, a joint of weed and a cigar both in his mouth. He was obviously high and when he noticed the two men dancing around in their underwear he had no choice but to outshine them. His face was stolid, not reflecting his actions at all. He ran to Javier, arms flailing wildly and in a most homosexual manner, might one add. He stopped and looked at Javier, the same stolid expression stuck on his face. Without hesitation nor warning his pants suddenly fell down and around his ankles. His face slowly transformed to a more comedic and ridiculous expression. "Hehehehehe jealous of my snake?" Though he had boxers on he for some reason thought they were off.